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Group of black musicians playing tunes

It’s not often chance begets fate

And a special date

Where past lies

With the future conspires

Changing the tunes

Dressing our wounds

So just let go and dance

Just let go and dance

~

It’s not often as money falls

The tune the piper calls

Is a merry dance

Which wounds can lance

Energy’s melody

First-time memory

So just let go and dance

Just let go and dance

~

It’s not often we let go

Of our sad tales of woe

Making them pay

Yet another day

Too happy are we

In our  misery

So just let go and dance

Just let go and dance

 ~

Refrain:

So let go and dance

It could be our last chance

Whirling around

On earth-shaking ground

So just let go and dance

Just let go and dance

 ~~*~~

Inspired by Louis Armstrong’s “Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen”.  My parents used to quote that line whenever I moaned along with them acting out playing the violin!

“You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy”, Psalm 30:11 (NLT)

 © Michelle Sherlock 23/2/15

Prompted by Writing 201 Poetry: Write a ballad about a hero / heroine using anaphora (a-NAH-fra) and epistrophe (eh-PIS-tro-fee). Anaphora simply means the repetition of the same word (or cluster of words) at the beginning of multiple lines of verse in the same poem. Epistrophe is its counterpart: the repeated words appear at the end of lines.

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